If I have walked in falsehood, and if my foot has hastened to deceit –

She forgets that a foot might crush them, or that a wild animal might trample them.

Proud beasts have not set foot on it, and no lion has passed along it.

My feet have followed his steps closely; I have kept to his way and have not turned aside.

So Satan went out from the presence of the Lord, and he afflicted Job with a malignant ulcer from the sole of his feet to the top of his head.

Far from where people live he sinks a shaft, in places travelers have long forgotten, far from other people he dangles and sways.

A trap seizes him by the heel; a snare grips him.

On what were its bases set, or who laid its cornerstone –

Who let the wild donkey go free? Who released the bonds of the donkey,